The storybooks say you should have been the wind in my sails, not the drunken sailor weighing anchor in the middle of the ocean. Perhaps I should have believed in you more, blinked away tears to hold you in a blue gaze, bright eyed naivety and wonder - not cold heart mutiny. Except this mate … Continue reading Mutiny
Pt.1 There once was a girl who sat on a pew, wondering if she should wear pink, white or blue, if ribbons suited pigtails, if pigtails even suited wandering forest trails. She sat and waited, dangling her shoes, the only part easy to choose. In truth she knew, all that was important was being with … Continue reading Daddy’s Weekend – feat. Alan Mackenzie Taylor-Reed
I remember thinking there was nothing to live for, steering into that abhorrent skid. I remember the good old days, but kid, rose-coloured glasses betray them, every single time. I remember you asking how the world had gotten me so down, why I couldn't smile without the unintended frown, so I asked … Continue reading I Remember – feat. Nicholas Gagnier
The princess was fast asleep; the silence kept watch, the stars kissed her goodnight and the moon cuddled close looming gently in the window, cold breath caressing her cheeks, pink in slumber pale fingers closed over blankets, a soft stream of fabric tousled down her calves bundled around her feet, soft like her heart, impressionable, … Continue reading Sand Heart
You are light itself, woman in shimmering sunlight, glistening ripples, kaleidoscopic colour and sunset glow. Friendship in your smile, in the snorts, giggles and everything you annoyingly seem to know. You are love and its many hands, bones grown to cup elbows, interlock fingers, clench knuckles and wave at the school gates. You are beauty … Continue reading Mother, you are more
I thought of you today, as I unwrapped a slice of cheese, the processed, shiny kind. The delicate crinkle between my fingers reminded me of purple puffy jackets, pushchair adventures and waiting for the bus. Gently I rolled the glossy orange slice finger and thumb, and wondered if you regret extra time on the naughty step, … Continue reading The Shiny Kind
There once was a girl who sat on a pew, wondering if she should wear pink, white or blue, if ribbons suited pigtails, if pigtails even suited wandering forest trails. She sat and waited, dangling her shoes, the only part easy to choose. In truth she knew, all that was important was being with you. … Continue reading Daddy’s Weekend
For my beloved April Fool You revelled in rebellion, In a swagger, renowned, Infamous, even, You held the golden star of, Trouble, Mayhem and Chaos, Sheriff. Kicking dust in your Angel’s face, Kissing goodwill goodbye, shaking Hands with the devil, And demonic drinks, Laughing within hell, you were Sheriff. - Screams, Shouts, Sighs, Knocking at … Continue reading Sheriff
